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Healing my disabled husband novel Chapter 198

Camdyn and this Samoyed seemed to be at odds with each other. In fact, he really liked it.

"Did you give him a name?" he asked.

They can't keep calling him puppy all the time.

Aimee looked at Camdyn and said, "Grandpa, why don't you give him a name?"

Camdyn thought for a while and said, "This little thing is fat enough. Let's call him Flabby."

Patrick and Aimee were dumbfounded.

Originally they thought Camdyn would choose name like Mocha, Lotus , Doggie or something like that.

Unexpectedly, Camdyn would take the name Flabby.

It was really cute.

Aimee said, "Flabby is very nice. We will call him Flabby from now on. Come on, Flabby, say thank you grandpa."

Saying that, Aimee grabbed Flabby 's little paw and waved towards Camdyn.

They didn't know if Flabby was very satisfied with his name, he yelled a few times, which was so cute.

Patrick felt that Flabby's name, and Eden's Happy were almost the same.

He could already imagine how Eden would laugh at them when he found out that their dog was called Flabby.

However, Aimee had already agreed, so what else can he say?

Patrick patted Flabby's head and said, "Flabby, don't bully grandpa in the future."

He didn't know if Flabby understood it. Flabby groaned twice, rubbing his head against Patrick's palm, and looking obedient.

Camdyn glared at Patrick who was able to bully him, but now he had the nerve to teach the dog.

He snorted and said, "Don't bully Flabby."

Patrick smiled, but said nothing.

Aimee pinched Flabby's little paw, and probably felt for the first time what doting was.

She suddenly felt a little worried. If she and Patrick had a baby in the future, would Camdyn pamper the baby into a little devil?

Realizing what she was thinking, Aimee felt a little helpless again.

She was totally led astray by Patrick. How could she think of having a baby so easily?

After chatting with Camdyn for a while, Riley carried Flabby to a new nest for him.

Aimee and Patrick returned to the room, and Aimee couldn't help saying, "Grandpa is so cute."

Patrick came over, held her waist, and said, "Aimee, you can't tell what grandpa is thinking?"

Aimee held Patrick's hand, turned around, looked up at him, and asked defensively, "What do you want to say?"

She was keenly aware that Patrick was trapping her.

If she followed his words, she might fall into his trap again.

Patrick was so amused by her appearance that he squeezed her face and said, "Grandpa is empathizing now."

Aimee did understand what Camdyn was thinking. However, facing Patrick's enthusiastic gaze at this moment, Aimee did not dare to speak indiscriminately.

Otherwise, she was sure that Patrick would have dealt with her on the spot.

Aware of Aimee's pretending to be stupid and evading, Patrick was very helpless.

He stroked Aimee's face and asked, "Aimee, do you still trust me?"

She had always had an evasive attitude towards this matter, which actually frustrated Patrick very much.

At the very least, it will make him think that Aimee did it because he was not good enough.

Aimee was sensitive to Patrick's being hurtful, and can understand why.

She bit her lip and leaned forward towards Patrick, lying on his chest.

"Darling, I'm scared," she said.

Her voice was very soft. If he listened carefully, he can hear that she was timid.

Patrick's heart ached instantly.

He could understand what she was scared.

Because she had never experienced the love and warmth of a family, she avoided and was fearful when it cane to starting her own family.

Patrick hugged Aimee tightly, stroking her back, "Aimee, don't be scared. I will not let you go through the past again."

Aimee responded, wrapping her hands around Patrick's waist, and rubbing her cheek against his chest.

She said, "Darling, give me some time. I will adjust myself soon."

She knew that she loved Patrick, and believed how deeply Patrick loved her.

She never doubted that the two of them would change, but deep down in her heart, she was not ready.

This was not something that can be resolved in a short while.

Fortunately, Patrick understood her, was considerate of her, and will not make things difficult for her, which made Aimee very grateful.

She was lucky to meet Patrick.

In Patrick's arms, Aimee said, "Darling, I like you so much."

Patrick's body froze instantly, and his Adam's apple rolled up and down.

Damn, this girl, who refused to have sex with him, teased him like this.

Her soft voice was killing him when she called him darling.

What was more, she said that she liked him so coquettishly.

How can he still control himself?

Lowering his head and biting Aimee's ear, Patrick released Aimee and said, "I'm going to deal with something. Rest first."

After speaking, Patrick walked out of the room without any regrets.

Aimee stood there in a daze, and when she realized it, she immediately burst out laughing.

Did this man run away?

She suddenly wondered if she was a little too much.

In fact, it was not impossible.

However, since Patrick had already left the room, Aimee stopped chasing out.

Aimee finished washing and lay down under the quilt.

It was amazing. She didn't need to sleep much before, but now she can always fall asleep very easily.

Patrick went to the study and hated himself.

What was this? He didn't look like a man.

In front of the computer, Patrick complained about himself before sending a video to Trace.

Iris fled to Muprana, and Patrick didn't think she could do anything there, but he couldn't give her any chance to make trouble out of nothing.

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